Lyrics:
your girl hand, tell her 'bitch don't touch the dial'
Deadstock
Big Glock
And that's on my dead opps
I might shoot your head off
Don't make me knock them
Perc 30, Molly, Mary Jane giving me a lap dance just to keep me whole
Spending money, maybe one day I'll have someone to focus my dough
I'm dead
that's not true, as if
I'm a hound for truth and lies, my eye's on the uterus
You should go get hand cream, your girl swooned, I'm ruthless
Her eyes are
Nigga you can drive a Bentley if only in your mind
Four doors, leather and wood
Ride like I got a horse stable under my hood
And I keep a chrome fo'five
hop's dead.
Am i that Good that I got you Acting that bad,
You wishing me on my deathbed. I know a meth head who always Had a method
To get how high in
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
Drifted off to heaven girl
With you’re tender touch
We could make a baby girl
I hope that’s not to much
As long as your my lady
Ima love you very such
truth/
We gone be opposites
Hop off my property
I'ma stay poppin this
Bottle of bubbly
All by doly you wish you was on to this
Nobody's like me
ooo
Ima pull up wit a shank
Why you like making me pissed off
I walk around with a load in my tank,
Nigga fuck what you think when it lift off
We can
flexing like she rich
Keep it G, you ain't pay for them trips
Broke baybeee like you money Mitch
Wasn't feeling you like my hands numb
These niggas simps
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
sure that you dead first
My uncle a killer, he killed niggas
My father good with the tool, I know that he drilled niggas
We don't wear the same size,
got wetter than some kind of whale/ told her it's slow girl...I had slide like my old girl...I'm so thorough better keep that heat on you it's a cold
because i'm beautiful
hate me because i'm good at everything
I'm wooden
maybe i shouldn't be showing my hand
but so far everything's going as planned
red
be found, girl
Just wanna take my time, just you and me baby
I wanna ride all night
If this keeps going good
I'ma make a little stop by the creek
[Slug]
Yo yo yo...
I wish that I had something to say
That could wipe that smile right off of your face
Here take my hand pretend you know my man
spin the block and bite me back, always
But her ass in good hands nigga all-state
And you got me on your mind now
Feel like five-o, lay the pipe down
not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my Bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your head lights are off I'm trying
games with me
You best bet you're gonna lose
Running out of patience
Putting holes in my good shoes
It's very real
I just can't forget
Rubber meets
of the force
Black biscuit by park side in a Porsche
You're off sides in the fort
We are survivors of the war of good and evil
I'm in the hood, in the hood
Take my hand, close your eyes, 'cause we jumping off the deep end
I need you in my life, girl, I want you
You got everything I want and need
And I can’t
The time
I'm thinking about keeping this bitch by my side
Girl so fine niggas dreamed they fucked her and lied
But I'm numero uno, the one and only
Bitch
it off
Who gon say keep it on? Come on
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night
expectin nothin but the money makin and success
Academic expectations keep on workin till you dead
Go to college like your brother go on go and get that
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